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If you really intend to do something, wouldn't Pinocchio's reality and dream vanish together?

"This grand musical performance was infiltrated by too many guests who should not have been invited."

More and more 'ordinary people' are silently emerging from the surrounding streets and the shadows of buildings.

They each spoke one word at a time, their voices blending into a harmonious chorus.

"The stars of the grand event cannot accommodate you, you empty puppet, you who live in the shadows, you should not step onto the bright stage."

The Dream Lord, who wields Pinocchio, issued a cold declaration of expulsion to this ethereal messenger who was disturbing his beautiful dreams.

"Leave Pinocchio, you're not welcome here!"

"Do you think...you can do it?"

Huang Quan's nonchalant response caused the countless faces controlled by the Dream Master to raise their eyebrows simultaneously, followed by a low chuckle.

"Of course, although you bear the gifts of the slumbering formless one, which are unfathomable, the harmonious melody pervades the universe. The next one to descend will be the truly complete and infinite ruler."

"but……"

The dreamer's tone suddenly changed, taking on a subtle smile.

"Perhaps we don't need to go that far."

"You can resist the wrath of your family, but that girl named Kiana doesn't have the ability to fight you on equal terms."

Huang Quan's smooth purple hair, which fell to her waist, turned gray at a visible speed, her eyes were stained with blood, and a scarlet spider lily bloomed on her delicate body.

Like cherry blossoms stained with blood.

Tears, as black as ink, fell silently, like rain, instantly washing away the vibrant dream world around them into a deathly still black and white.

"You're trying to threaten me with Kiana?"

An incomparably terrifying wave of nothingness swept across the heavens and earth, causing the previously damaged and crumbling buildings to completely collapse under this terrifying pressure.

What terrifying power of nothingness!

Those surrounding the Yellow Springs all took several steps back, their expressions slightly changing.

The dreamer experienced the feeling before arriving at the gold dust.

He felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat quietly seeped out.

Moved?

I'm not moved.

But the Dream Master, Ge Feimu, who can rule such a large family and control the dream, is by no means a coward.

He knew that he could not back down even a step at this moment, otherwise he would completely lose all initiative.

"You can understand it this way."

The radiant light of harmony shone forth, barely dispelling the ethereal grayness of the world through the unity of the people. They responded in unison, their voices cold yet resolute.

"Then you will die."

Huang Quan slowly stroked the scabbard at his waist, his voice so calm it was chilling.

“I mean—you, all of you.”

This very action caused the entire golden dream to stir and wail once more.

"But that girl can too."

The dream master did not want both sides to suffer losses, nor did he truly intend to harm Kiana, but on the surface he did not back down at all.

It's a very simple principle: a lose-lose situation is better than a win-win situation.

Even if it's just a struggle, we have to hold on!

The consequences of backing down are not as simple as being refined into a pill for postgraduate admission.

"..."

Huang Quan fell silent.

She can shatter Pinocchio, but if she were to fight against a fellow Envoy, she wouldn't be confident in protecting Kiana.

After all, she walks the path of nothingness, not the path of preservation.

If she were to be protected closely, she would be restricted in combat, and the dissipating void power itself might devour the girl first.

"I will leave."

The hand that had been resting on the knife hilt fell, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, and the terrifying killing intent and the black and white annihilation that had permeated the world receded like the tide.

The ethereal avatar with white hair and bloodshot eyes dissipated, and she returned to being the calm woman with purple hair and purple eyes.

"A very wise choice."

The dreamer breathed a sigh of relief.

Bet right.

Just as he had guessed, the white-haired girl named Kiana was a refuge for the self-destructive souls on this side of the river.

"Those who stray from harmony, whatever your purpose may be, if Kiana, Sora, and Raiden Mei are harmed in the dream, my sword will be drawn once more."

Huang Quan's tone was indifferent, yet it carried an undeniable resolve.

"At that time, Pinocone... will cease to exist."

Boom!

The raging thunderclouds, accompanying her words, swept across every inch of the sky at the twelve o'clock hour in an instant, and the expressions of the Dream Master's hundreds of avatars changed drastically at the same time.

This woman is serious!

If anything happens to those people, she will really ruin Pinocchio!

"In the beautiful dream woven by the family, the safety of every guest will be guaranteed to the highest level. This is the promise and protection of [Tong Xie]."

The Night Thrush on the high-rise building quickened its breathing, while the girl below, Pipixi, opened her mouth and uttered an aged yet solemn voice.

This is the standard explanation given by the Pinocchio family to visiting guests. Now that the Dream Master is personally quoting it, it is undoubtedly the most direct guarantee that Kiana, Sora, and Raiden Mei will be safe and sound no matter what happens.

"So best."

Huang Quan didn't care about leaving the dream. She originally had no interest in Pinocchio's dream, and her recent interest was only because of Kiana.

She came to Pinocchio only to fulfill Tirnan's last wish and hand over his belongings to a sea ranger. Meeting Kiana, Sora, and another version of 'herself' was an unexpected surprise.

Now, the commission has been completed, and the relics, after their identities have been confirmed, have been handed over to the cowboy ranger.

Leaving this dream world was not out of the question for her.

After watching Huang Quan's figure disappear, the Hidden Night Thrush spread its wings and flew towards the center of the Twelve Hours Planet, the Pinocchio Grand Theatre.

……

Walter, Dome Fireworks Robin and Sunday arrived at the scheduled meeting place.

As is customary, the arrival of the dream master requires a special escort, a task that naturally falls to Sunday and Robin, while Walter rests briefly in the VIP room.

After contacting the dreamer, I learned that it would take some time for him to arrive, so on Sunday I decided to take a stroll in the dream with the robin.

He said he was just going for a stroll, but actually he planned to subtly probe his sister's thoughts on Sunday, or perhaps he wanted his only relative to understand and agree with his ideas.

As the robin talked with his brother, he muttered to himself:

[My brother-in-law's thinking is rather unconventional.]

If the robin himself had the filter of an older brother, he might not have noticed the abnormality in Sunday's words, but as an old fool who is well-rounded in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor.

Qiong could clearly perceive that what Sunday was saying and revealing was a seemingly plausible but ultimately contradictory idea that was in harmony with the family's beliefs.

As a practitioner of joy, Kyō is very interested in the concept of Sunday.

Unfortunately, he's a robin now, so he can only communicate according to the robin's persona and on Sundays.

"Every day I can wear my prettiest clothes, experience all sorts of dream bubbles as I please, eat whatever I want without getting fat, never get sick, and never grow old... As long as I can afford the room fee, this is the perfect paradise!"

A guest, who had just had a pleasant conversation with the brother and sister, waved goodbye with a radiant smile and headed excitedly to the Blues Hour for the dance.

Qiong wished him a good time.

But a robin would behave this way.

"Eh."

She watched the man's departing figure, sighed softly, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of pity:

"She thought she had become the master of her life, but little did she know that she had merely abandoned the heavy reality and escaped into this beautiful dream. Once she lost her protection, this dazzling bubble would burst instantly, returning her to her original state."

"Robin, is that what you... think?"

On Sunday, she slightly turned her head to look at her younger sister beside her.

"Well, after all, she mentioned the room rate... didn't she?"

Hearing this, Sunday paused for a moment, then slowly nodded, his gaze becoming profound as he looked towards the magnificent grand theater in the distance: "Indeed."

"But the paradise in our hearts... should not have an end, nor should it be bound by a price."

Beneath the robin's exterior, Sora wears a meticulously crafted robin persona mask and is about to continue speaking according to the robin's thought process.

Suddenly sensing something, he abruptly turned his head to look at the Grax Avenue beside him.

A familiar, graceful figure was seen strolling leisurely in the middle of the street.

"Look! Who is this lovely and charming young lady?"

With her light purple, romantic curls and exquisitely beautiful ear feathers trembling gently with her steps, she was clearly a robin.

Behind her followed a female secretary wearing a monocle and sporting a perfect smile.

Hi~ It's me~

The newly appeared robin smiled sweetly and took the initiative to greet us.

"hello."

Qiong immediately switched to the flawless, professional smile of a songstress, her gaze subtly sweeping over "herself" and the female secretary in front of her, especially lingering on the other's monocle for a moment.

Ah Meng...

"I heard that the Masked Fool also received an invitation. Looks like it's you guys. Did you have fun?"

"Thank you for the hospitality, I had a great time."

A-Meng pushed up her monocle on her right eye socket and grinned, revealing her pearly teeth.

Maintaining the robin's expression, Qiong's heart stirred slightly.

Not right.

The fool's intuition told him that this guy was plotting something...

But with Pinocchio's current roster of gods, how much trouble can this guy stir up?

After all, it's just a clone, and even if A-Meng picks up the wrong uniqueness, the power she can use is limited.

Qiong is more inclined to believe that the uniqueness of the error will appear next to A Meng.

Because of the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics, there are no other extraordinary beings in this mysterious world besides her.

This guy's true form is also related to the uniqueness of error.

Therefore, by keeping an eye on her, we can wait for her to come to us.

The only problem is that this guy has the ability to create clones, making him difficult to keep an eye on.

"Well, it was alright... barely passable."

With her true self in front of her, Hanabi lost interest in maintaining the disguise, waved her hand listlessly, and reverted to her original appearance.

She pursed her lips, her tone carrying a hint of picky laziness:

"The people here wear their hearts on their sleeves, they're so easy to manipulate—like painted bubbles that burst at the slightest touch."

"It's fun to play, but it's not challenging at all, which is really uninspiring."

She abruptly changed the subject, her delicate eyebrows arching, a mischievous and delighted glint in her eyes, as if she had thought of something extremely interesting; even her tone became sweet and alluring.

"Ah~ thankfully, my darling is here too! Only he can always bring me the freshest and most unexpected fun!"